The Garden

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down I held what my true love could reap from the ground But the bounty of a garden can all rot away Without love and protection and a hard will to stay I'll never have a garden again Where I fall to my knees and work with the land Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands I'll never, no, never have a garden again For the land it can dry up, and seasons will change A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain And my tears are too salty to watеr the garden But I'm dreamin' of a gardеn again Where I fall to my knees and work with the land 'Til then, I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again Now me and my new love, the seeds for the soul Are tendin' the soil and plantin' a rose For after the winter comes springtime again And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend I'm livin' in the garden again Where I fall to my knees and work with the land And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again